"Find her, no matter what, and bring her here." Eryx's voice was low, but his eyes, dark and cold, were terrifying. Callum could only nod.
"I'll make sure she kneels in front of Lunara," he said. "And I'll return every ounce of pain she felt that day."
Callum nodded again, this time slower. "I will, sir."
Just as he turned to leave, Regina reached out and held his arm. "Go back and rest, Callum. You look tired."
Callum immediately shook his head. "It's okay, Madam. I've rested." His lips twitched into a strained smile, but it looked awkward, obviously forced.
Regina shifted her gaze to Eryx, whose glare landed squarely on her. "Let your staff rest," she said gently. "I know you're angry, but you need rest too. You haven't closed your eyes since yesterday, Eryx."
Eryx's expression remained sharp. "Tell me, how can I sleep when my wife smiles at me like nothing happened… but cries in her sleep?"
